The first rays of dawn cast a faint, golden glow across the Supreme Realm's training grounds, illuminating every stone and shadow in the quiet expanse. Malakai stood at the center of it all, his chest rising and falling as he prepared himself for the day ahead. The air was cool, but anticipation ran hot through his veins. His gaze was steady, his expression resolved, a look that had taken root ever since he'd begun his training as Hiller's soulmate, destined to become a Supreme Guardian.